Mother,
Why can’t I speak with my lost voice?
As I near my edge,
I wonder; “What would have
become my last choice.”
To show you my heart,
made of yarn,
I shall rise once again.
To whenever I see your eyes
I see my past fall in reign.
So here I am, in silence,
to ask for your last vein.
For I have been blessed
with tears in rain.
I Shall swim while
I leap in faith
as I remember my lost bloodstain.
Here, in the shallow deep,
I ought to fall back,
as the world
shatters in black.
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6 responses to “‘Fade,”
lol reading this poem during my online classes!!.
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Hahaha nice. Don’t be too distracted 😉😏
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Last line was killer. Too good. The pendulum tilted from one extreme to another
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Thank you so much for reading my work, Nishabd! Also really glad you liked it, especially the last line! I truly appreciate your time and feedback 😊🙏🏽
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Great great piece
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Thank you so much, Ivan!! Glad you liked it!!😊🙏🏽
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